The barback, Jesse, tells Kimble that he finally thought he and Shelley were going to get it on, since Shelley has a big crush on him. Kimble tells him to hurry up or they'll be there "all day, home pie." The barback snorts and says, "Home slice, not home pie," and Kimble, in a painful bit of acting, tries to get street. Can we just have a moratorium right now, forever, on Wonder Bread actors trying to appropriate hip-hop culture? Is there a Congressman I can call?
Right as they're finished cleaning up, a bunch of thuggish high-schoolers walk in the bar. Kimble tells them the bar is closed. The head thug says, "Ain't four o'clock yet. Gimme a rum and Coke." Kimble tells them that he knows they're not twenty-one, and to go home. The head thug says, "A dude makes player of the week, he's got a right to party." The head thug leans over the bar and grabs a jar of liquor and tries to drink it. Kimble gives him the hairy eyeball and tells him to cut it out. He is putting up with none of it. When he turns away, the head thug is about to thwack him one but good when the barback sees him and pushes him away. The thug's head hits the bar and a stack of glasses, and he gets cut up pretty dramatically. A big fight ensues. It's a lot of thugs against those two. Suddenly the Sheriff bursts in. The head thug says, "Hey, Dad."
Outside, the Sheriff is talking to his son Zach and the rest of the thugs. He enters. The bar owner Bill starts toadying to him, and tells him that "Jesse said your boy jumped my bartender." Kimble is picking up glass, brows knitted tighter than a purl stitch. The Sheriff asks for Kimble's ID, and gets suspicious when he sees the temporary license. The Sheriff starts asking Kimble what happened and who started it. Kimble evades.